
Positively pregnant, for example.
Although Dinka had to endure the fear, but the happy pace strengthened slowly. I don't know where it came from, but Dinka relentlessly looked at her own stomach—and stroked it, her lips often smiling to themselves. It's strange the power of something that hasn't been seen even with such a sophisticated ultrasound device. Only a circle that is referred to as the fetal sac is—kon said, is where the prospective child Abid grew.
"Still small, Dinka, it's only been 6 weeks and five days. Fetal bags are there, good too." Abid brings Dinka home first, has to rest a lot and must not be tired.
"Well, where did you know? Aren't they obstetricians?" In this car it feels cold, because the information from the doctor is a bit confusing to make them tense arguing.
"Mas also learned about it before like now!" bright Abid while looking at Dinka at a glance. "Every medical student must have learned—"
"Mas sure this is Mas's son, right? Marriage hasn't been that long? I'm afraid Mas doubt it's your factory seed!" Dinka changed the topic. Definitely Abid will explain at length how a medical student studied. He was fed up and upset, so he couldn't be a good listener.
"Ck! Why doubt? Wong I broke your membranes, really! Her name pregnancy is calculated from your last period, not when!" Abid shook his head strongly. "I have no doubt at all!"
"Thank God" said Dinka. Abid turned his head to hear a response that he thought was too ordinary for sensitive questions. Thankful aja? Not using drama? Is Dinka the 'Yeah, the hell' or is it this flat Dinka? It's too magical indeed.
Feeling stare, Dinka turned her head. He didn't understand why Abid was so shocked. Good right, he does not bother anymore, but .. girls without arguing blindly rich there is less so. Abid used to sue this that, but turn now, he feels weird when Dinka doesn't.
"I'm afraid of my rich temen, Mas." He only explained what was in his heart. "There's a friend of mine named Nisa, who was sent home by her husband for a one-month marriage, but Nisa's 6 weeks pregnant. Her husband suspects Nisa's pregnant with someone else's child."
"Nisa's husband isn't right." Suddenly Abid was upset by himself.
"Yes, and the brainlessness of Nisa's husband scares me." Dinka honest. Among all the problems with the male brain, Nisa's experience was the worst. Dinka sees for herself how Nisa endured her 9-month long agony, and when she gives birth to Nisa's husband comes to claim her baby.
And many more male problems that affect women are quite terrible. He knew, slowly it all affected his mind, and then he chose to stay away. Not too close, not too far away. Choosing to be in the middle, keeping feelings, maintaining sanity, because he knows he is easily affected by the situation.
"I'll make sure, Mom. The human heart if you want a puter back, no need to use sein. There's no code, you know, muter, and I'm nubruk, bonyok everywhere."
The two stared at each other with much deeper expressions. What Abid just realized is that Dinka is able to cover all the burden between his white face. He vented in a good way, healing himself in a way he thought was best.
"If so Mas can only leave this heart to the Owner" said Abid slowly. "You ask for the same that you have, ask that my heart and feelings do not diminish at all until the end."
Dinka smiled at a glance, without taking off the gaze from Abid. "I if you ask for maruk. I know we can't be selfish."
"So you let me love you dearly, but you want to be ordinary to me? Don't want that love?" I don't know, Abid was bitter himself.
Dinka. She has not been able to change her heart suit to bucin mode. But if love is appropriate, he can.
"Make me love as much as he loves" replied Dinka after so long.
"That's easy," Abid sibir disdained. "But the way is heavy. You have to be strong, yes!"
Dinka just laughed. What could Abid do?
Abid laughed too. "Nitip's son Mas, yes, Din. Eat healthy and nutritious. Ask me what you want, what the baby wants."
"I want to eat Mas aja, whose nutrition is complete."
Yes greetings.